Just stopping by to tell about my first bondage and dominance experience.
I always knew that deep down inside I was a dom. But it wasn’t until I met Sareena two years ago that I realized I loved dominating
A little about me: 5’10”, 205 with an athletic build, short black hair, strong hands.
Sareena was my type: 5’3”, 125, solid thighs, flat stomach, perfectly curved spine, juicy apple bottom, amazing hips, perkiest C-cups you’ve ever caressed, infectious laugh, and eyes as deep as the Mariana Trench. We met through some mutual friends (a story I’ll elaborate on at a later time.)
Sareena and I had been dating for about four months. We were hanging out one Friday night and watching a replay of the CrossFit Games in our living room. It had been an awfully long week and were winding down with some drinks.
There was an event involving a rope climb and somehow we started arguing about who could climb the highest. We were very playful and she started trying to smother my face with a pillow. I tossed her off of me and pinned her down on her back, holding both her wrists above her head with one hand (I said I have strong hands) and tickling her armpits. I told her if she struggled harder I would have to tie her down with that climbing rope and choke her out. Suddenly, it was almost as if I sucked all of the energy out of her. She became very limp and she had this look on her face like she was getting ready to orgasm. She seemed to be a little embarrassed. I started smiling and realized she was really turned on by the idea. I had watched a little bit of bondage porn out of curiosity. I gave her a kiss and said, “I’ll be right back.”
I escaped into the garage, grabbed some synthetic rope I had used on a project, and ran back in. I must’ve been gone for a while because when I came in Sareena had gotten up, probably to get ready for bed.
When I made it to our room, Sareena was already in bed, the lamp on her nightstand was on. I walked over to her side of the bed and asked her, “Do you trust me?” She nervously nodded at which point I slowly pulled the covers off of her and moved my hand toward her neck. She liked to be choked during sex and this was my move to let her know I wanted her. That orgasmic look overcame her face again as she saw the bulge growing underneath my shorts. All of a sudden she jumped when she saw that in my other hand, I was holding onto 100’ of rope and some scissors. “What is that for?” she said sounding both anxious and eager. I told her “I want to try something different tonight.” “Okay,” she said apprehensively.
We had some aromatic candles on my nightstand so I lit those and took off my red shirt and placed it over the lamp on her nightstand. I grabbed one of her scarfs from out of the closet and gently tied it over her eyes. I told her to roll over onto her stomach and place her hands behind her back. I knew how to make a handcuff knot so I created one of those and then wrapped the rope around her waist so she couldn’t move her hands off of her back.
This is when the fun really took off.
I moved to the foot of the bed and grabbed her by her ankles. As I pulled her forcefully off of the bed, she yelped in surprise. She was now bent over with her feet on the floor, torso on the bed. I was so excited I tore her shorts and underwear off. She was already dripping like a faucet and I knew I had to have a taste. As I lowered myself down behind her I could smell her sweet scent. I began teasing her, several times running my spread fingers up from the back of her ankles to her butt. She moaned in excitement and anticipation. I began kissing her ass and worked my way towards her clean shaven crotch. I started working my tongue in and licked my way around her labia. She was so excited she was doing calf raises and squirming on the bed helplessly, blind and bound. I finally gave her lips a few licks as a played with her clit. I stuck my middle finger into her towards her G-spot licked her perineum. Her screams and moans told me she was ready to cum. I told her, “You’re not allowed to cum, you fucking whore.” I could feel every muscle in her body go weak. I began penetrating her with my tongue, fingering her G-spot with one hand and rubbing her anus with the other. I tongue-lashed her to the very edge for what probably seemed like an eternity for her. She was shaking, giving her absolutely best effort not to cum. I stood up to stretch my legs as a smack her ass, hard, leaving a red imprint. “Mhmm.. you taste so fucking good,” I told her. As I said this, she quickly fell off of the bed, knelt down, opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, crawling around trying to search for my crotch.
I pulled my pants down and smacked her hard on the cheek with my shaft. She let out an enthusiastic scream. I asked her, “Do you want a taste?” She still had her tongue out, was panting, and nodding. I grabbed her ponytail in one hand and my shaft in the other as I guided her to my head. She took me into her mouth down to my hand. I could tell she wanted more by how hard she was pushing her lips into my hand. I obliged and let her take me into her throat. She began stroking my shaft as she took me in and out of her throat. I nearly fell back from the pleasure.
When I regained my composure, I grabbed her under her armpits and threw her back into the bed. She landed on her back so I flipped her and grabbed her hips in order to pull her towards the edge like I did earlier. Only this time, I kept her legs on the bed. She was a flexible gymnast in another life so it was easy to have her doing splits at the edge of the bed. She was so wet that when I entered her there was no resistance. Her cries of pleasure gave me chills down my spine. As soon as I started thrusting into her, I was so turned on that I couldn’t wait any longer. I put one hand on handcuff knot on her back and fucked her quick and hard, slapping her ass and back as hard as I could with the other hand. As I released the thickest load deep into her, I could feel her squeezing the life out me. I continued to thrust like my life depended on it. The hand I was spanking her with made its way to her shoulder so I could leverage myself every time I dug myself deeper into her. “Can I fucking cum?” she asked, turning her head back to me, trying to see me through her blindfold. “Please!?!” she begged again. “You better cum hard on my dick, you slut!” I ordered her. She screamed loud for what seemed like two minutes until I had poured a gallon of sweat on to her back and my legs started cramping.
When we were all finished I pulled the handcuff knot off of her and wiped her down. I took a swig of water from my nightstand and handed it to her. We cuddled and laughed about what just happened and talked more about what we knew about dominance, bondage, and rope play. Little did we know, we were barely scraping the surface.
I hope you enjoyed :)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8r9a0a/my_first_bondage_and_dominance_experience
That was hot. I’d love to hear more.